I am fired from scheduling my own races, because apparently I’m not always thinking clearly…like when I schedule 3 events in a row! This was the case with Race 45, the Your Cause Sports 10k at Lake Mead…which was the weekend following Girls on the Go 10k, and the Esprit de She Triathlon.
The great thing about this race is you get to raise money for the non-profit of your choice. I wanted to raise money for WV’s largest food bank, and the race director was happy to add it to their list of choices for me.
The event provided a distance for everyone, with a sprint and olympic triathlon, a duathlon (run/bike/run), and a 5k and 10k. The weather took a turn for the bizarre, and with temps in the 40/50 range, and gusty winds, I was glad I did the 10k vs the sprint triathlon. The swim looked rough!
I got to the race just in time to see a few of my friends out of the water and onto their bikes, and got to chit-chat with some ladies from my running group. With the threat of rain becoming more real, they started the run a little early, which was fine with me, especially since I was not dressed for the weather.
Honestly this is probably my least favorite course of all time. #keepinitreal The terrain is very rocky and uneven, with loose sand and dirt thrown into the mix. It follows along the shoreline of Lake Mead, before you ascend towards Lakeshore Drive. For this next section, the course takes you on a nice paved surface. **choirs of angels singing**
Once you reach the turn around, it’s a nice downhill finish, at least until you reach the final stretch back along the shoreline. Always the picture of grade, I wiped out on a large rock, and left a large patch of my hide behind, on the rocks. Bloody, and a little cranky, I crossed the finish with a smile, happy to have raised $250 for Mountaineer Food Bank!
My own whining about the rocky course aside, this was a great race. Well supported, a nice tent set up with tables and chairs for post-race, a nice shirt and medal, but most importantly- the opportunity to fundraise for a charity you care about. Blood and blisters tend to make you appreciate your medal a little more too – every mile earned, never given.